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Post by X2 on Jul 19, 2015 21:04:32 GMT -5
((I haven't forgotten this thread. And I am sooooo sorry that it's taken me this long to actually post this. However, do you want to fast forward to after the dancing. Because I don't see anything new happening between them while they're dancing and not talking. Unless you want Otrox to try and make a move on Electra while they're dancing. He is drunk enough to be kind of touchy-feely. rofl. I'm good with either. But just want to know which direction you'd rather take.))
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Post by Moonstruck on Jul 22, 2015 9:15:45 GMT -5
((skipping ahead sounds good to me!))
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Post by X2 on Oct 6, 2015 16:04:08 GMT -5
[Fast-forwarding through the awkward bump and grind]
The pair had just finished their last dance, Otrox having gotten friendlier then he normally was due to his beer consumption. His arm was around Electra, where it had stayed from their recent dance, and his head was down close to hers. Almost close enough to rest his forehead against hers, and there was a smile on his face. He'd say there was almost a smile gracing his lips, and deny anything more. But for now, he was quite pleased with the way his night had been going. "Time to call it a night there, my dark goddess?" Otrox didn't realize, at all, that his question could be taken in a sexual way. He had a good buzz, had been in a bar fight, and got to laugh and dance with a beautiful queen. For once in his life, sex was not his end goal.
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Post by Moonstruck on Oct 16, 2015 0:04:57 GMT -5
By now Electra was leaning into Otrox, a smile firmly in place. Her green eyes were a little heavy lidded from both the alcohol and long day she's had. But between the pleasant hum of alcohol and thoroughly enjoying their dancing the dark queen was in a wonderful blissful mood. Lectra felt loose an relaxed, the stress from earlier in the day was the furthest thing from her mind and felt like it belonged to a completely different day. She laughed lightly at the endearment of 'dark goddess' - Otrox had gotten the first part right though. "You're stretching it with the goddess part, but you're right otherwise." She agreed, the tavern was quieter than when they had been dancing. But she didn't lean or glance away from Otrox to confirm her suspicions. Although she wouldn't admit that it took a moment or two or more than that to realize that there could have been the sexual undertone. She choice to avoid commenting on that, mostly to dodge the possible ribbing for missing it. Electra would just blame it on the alcohol. Sound plan.
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Post by X2 on Oct 16, 2015 0:17:53 GMT -5
Otrox still held on to her waist possessively, his alcohol induced smirk still plastered to his face. "Hmm?" He slurred, nuzzling the side of her face affectionately. "I've seen you dance, darlin'." His eyebrows went upward on his face slowly. "Definitely a goddess." He stumbled a little bit on his way towards the door, but managed to stay upright. He wagged his finger between himself and Electra. "You know...We oughta do this more often." He nodded as though he had already made the decision for them. And it was a genuine offer. He had had a good time fist-fighting some punks trying to lay their paws on his date(Didn't matter that she wasn't his date), getting drunk, and dancing with a gorgeous queen. Yes, his day had definitely turned for the better. Was it day? Wait, no it was evening that had picked up speed.
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Post by Moonstruck on Oct 16, 2015 0:44:21 GMT -5
The size difference between Electra and Otrox was rather beneficial to the queen since he was making for a rather comfortable tom to be leaning into. Comfortable as a soft pillow. A thought that nearly brought an amused snort from the queen. But Electra managed to tamp down that urge. Though she did grin incredibly wide at the affection, returning the nuzzle before Otrox pulled away. She was incredibly pleased and a little smug at the difference in affection and contact between their meeting and now. The smugness gave way to a blush as the dark tom reiterated the endearment. Electra's smile probably couldn't be wiped off her face if someone tried at this point. Instead of attempting to refute the compliment a second time the queen used the closeness of their faces and stretched up to kiss Otrox's cheek by way of thanks and appreciation of his compliment.
As Otrox stumbled so did Electra as his arm around her waist would have potentially brought her down with him had the tom actually fallen. She'd deny any involvement of the alcohol in this one. "We should. It's been a while since I've enjoyed myself this much while out." She agreed. It was extremely pleasant to not have toms who were older than her father or just simple skeezy jerks approaching her on the nights she chose not to completely blend in with the dark corners of taverns. And her wit went to waste so often in the junkyard, with so many cats constantly around she was quieter than when she was alone with another cat. And as if karma heard that mental comment Electra herself stumbled and slid on a spilled drink, though she grabbed onto the much more solid Otrox to avoid falling before getting her footing back the next step or so.
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Post by X2 on Oct 18, 2015 16:26:27 GMT -5
Otrox's hold on Electra tightened on automatic, when she herself slipped. She had grabbed onto him to keep herself from falling and he held fast to her. He laughed loudly at their stumbling and staggering. He could blame his good mood and his laughter on the beer, but it was a combination of the alcohol and the high of the fun evening. And big burly Otrox boisterously laughing over fun, what would that do for his reputation? Which is why he so often got to save face with the presence of beer. They made it out of the tavern, and into the cool night air. The damp, crisp air only did so much to sober him up, which was barely anything at all. It made him a little more clearheaded, but the rest of him was still laughing, and enjoying himself. Too much.
He had started walking in the direction he thought the junkyard was in, to walk Electra home, but stopped short. His head moved back and forth as he tried to get his bearings, all the while laughing at his own cluelessness. "Er which way? That way, right?" He giggled again, his paw lazily tapping out a beat of music attempting to figure out which way was the right way.
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Post by Moonstruck on Oct 21, 2015 22:11:16 GMT -5
At this point Electra was beyond being embarrassed over stumbling. They were intoxicated, and after all that was vaguely how their evening had began. And the dark queen had yet to get anywhere near the amount of stumbling and falling Otrox had already endured. And she was having too much fun.
Walking out into the cool night air was a bit of a shock to Electra, she hadn't expected so much of a temperature difference from inside the tavern. While it worked a little to clear some of the fuzziness of her thoughts, the dark queen shivered at the difference and leaned more into the tom holding her - Otrox was giving off a decent amount of heat and she was not above stealing some of it. "Soft and warm. Winning combination." She grinned, managing to resist the urge to poke him like before they had started dancing because that would mean she'd have to let go of him. And his heat.
The queen laughed and nodded, "That'll do, it's one of the ways." She confirmed as he had started down the way she'd actually arrived from the Yard to the tavern.
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Post by X2 on Oct 21, 2015 22:30:48 GMT -5
Otrox would have been stunned to have Electra cling closer to him, if it wasn't a song and dance he'd done numerous times in his past. He was use to queens and even some of the smaller toms (and compared to him, most of the toms he got intimate with were smaller than him), always seemed to curl closer to him sometime during their evenings together. Usually for different reasons, but it was still normal to feel that from his partner. Electra was no different, aside from the "she's a jellicle" issue. But like all the previous times someone curled closer to him, he reacted on instinct. Drunken, fumbling instinct.
He curled his arms around Electra, easily bringing her into his body, and almost cuddling her. Of course, he wasn't as suave or gentlemanly about it. His paw fumbled to bring her in, misjudging where her hips were as she changed angles and grew closer herself. Otrox paw slipped between her side, her stomach, her ass, and her hip in his poor excuse to glide her closer to his body. Snorting, he wagged his eyebrows.
"See, I'm...no...not drunk." He nodded in the direction he started going the first time. "I knew where I was heading." He didn't even attempt to hide his tipsy steps as he guided them down the street. Despite his outward words to being sober, it was clear he wasn't. Otrox was almost drunk enough to sing as he walked her back home. "You...You're the greatest." He said instead. "Guess not all jellicle's are bad, ay Goddess?"
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Post by Moonstruck on Oct 21, 2015 23:24:52 GMT -5
Electra was always one to curl into heat, whether it was from another body or an inanimate source of heat. Being smaller meant she was prone to getting colder quicker, so she always took advantage of warmth. From sleeping in piles with her friends from kittenhood or the bodies of her partners Electra had no shame in stealing their heat and cuddling. Although she found queens put up less resistance upon waking up cuddled. And Otrox was no different, the larger tom was warm and she'd cuddle into his side. The fact that he actually moved to help draw her into his body was a delightful surprise. Delightful enough for her to keep the witty comment about his clumsy roaming-but-not-really paw at bay. Not that she minded it at all. Teasingly her tail flicked out to brush against his tail and thighs, enjoying to physical caresses and closeness.
She snorted lightly. "You're about as sober as you are small. Or as sober as I am. Which still is drunk off my ass.". Well it wasn't her most brilliant retort. She did keep pace with him not willing to break the contact she was enjoying so much. Because quite honestly if felt wonderful. Okay so her earlier clumsiness wasn't blush worthy, but she was definitely flushing at the continued compliments from Otrox. Even in her one night stands and flirting with random cats was she complimented so sincerely. She wasn't a stranger to compliments but they seemed to fall off Otrox's mouth easier and more frequently than she was used to. Or it may have been the easy confidence he had in his words towards her that made them feel more ... Something. Accurately figuring it out was a little too much to ask of her now. "Well I'm not too shabby if I do say so myself but you may be putting a little too much faith in me there Otrox." then she smiled, softer than her previous grinning "No not all of us. And not all of you are quite so fearsome. You're just big.". She returned to grinning, the possible double entendre in her words not quite realized yet.
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Post by X2 on Oct 21, 2015 23:54:17 GMT -5
While it was something he was accustomed to, especially drunk. The cuddling felt nice, and he enjoyed being close to her, and her paws winding in his fur. He'd admit to enjoying the physical aspect, but never to the cuddling. Not sober. He'd never live it down, but when he was drunk? Pff, he could get away with anything and they'd swear it wasn't even him during his hangover the next morning. He snorted at her retort, though the one snort turned into two more, and then full on giggling. "You...Your...drunk!" There was a pause as he mulled over her turn of phrase, and trying to figure out the meaning. Unfortunately, it only made his mind think of one thing.
"Pfff...off...off your ass." His head leaned over so he could peer at that ass, as he continued to work out the meaning of 'off her ass'. What was off her ass?
"Ooohp!" He uttered as he almost fell backwards, and almost took Electra down with him. Leaning over too far and what not. But he was able to steady himself, and cuddled Electra this time, openly. Assuring himself that she was safe, fine, and still in his arms. "Mm...no." Otrox nuzzled the top of her head, content that she hadn't slipped out of his arms during his brief moment of believing gravity didn't exist only to be proven wrong. "You don't know me that well,...but I'm not lying..." Which was true, he lied when he had to, for a job, in the throes of mediocre/not so great sex, or when he wanted to be left alone. But when he was drunk or away from the life of the warehouse, he didn't see the point of lying or sugarcoating anything.
"You're beaut-" Otrox started but the appearance of two haggard looking toms stopped his train of thought. He gave them an easy smile, one he wouldn't have, if he hadn't been intoxicated. "Aren't they a cute couple?" He cooed genuinely.
The obvious leader of the two took it to be the exact opposite. A slander. "We've got ourselves an easy mark. They're drunk."
"But....boss, they don't look like they've got anything of value." Replied the other one. He wasn't thrilled, but he'd follow his partner's lead.
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Post by Moonstruck on Oct 22, 2015 19:22:53 GMT -5
Electra laughed at Otrox's obvious amusement. Maybe she was wrong and he was drinker than she was. Because she could not hold back laughing at his giggling if she really tried. And there was no way that she was going to bother. Because seeing a tom the size of Otrox giggling was very funny. And even funnier as the large tom seemed to forget about gravity again. Although she was glad he managed to recovered othewrwise she would have ended up sprawled on top of him in he street again. "It meant that I'm really drunk 'Trox." She told him as a one of he paws absently ran up and down his side while the other one remained wound in her fur. Absentmindedly reassuring that she was there and he was still upright at the same time.
"I never said you're lying, just a little off of reality." The tone of his voice had let know that he was being honest with his opinion. It just was a bit blurred. Growing up in a tribe with the cats she did, Lectra knew she wasn't beautiful like Bomba or Tori. But thoughts like those had never helped her and she preferred to leave them out of mind, especially while so blissfully drunk and having enjoyed the night so much.
The dark queens head whipped around, causing her vision to spin for a moment before her gaze settled on the two cats. She wasn't sure what to make of them, but felt rather aware of her lack of size and that they were out in the open but she hoped that this would end rather peacefully. She attempted to press into Otrox's side a little more, her paw on his abdomen/chest as she offered the two a civil smile and vaguely agreed with the dark tom. " They do, maybe she should make sure to not interrupt whatever they're up to?"
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Post by X2 on Oct 26, 2015 12:22:28 GMT -5
The burly black tom, still had a lopsided grin on his face, as he observed the two toms. His paws still held Electra, though they were around her possessively. Even in his drunk state, he sensed they may have been after Electra. And at the moment, she wasn't theirs to take. She wasn't exactly his either, but he wasn't going to let the lowlifes near her. He was interested in how Electra dealt with them. She missed out on most of the fight in the bar, at least to his recollection. Though he admitted to himself that it was a bit of a blur now. Not to mention, he was in much too good a mood to fight. He followed Electra's words like any good drunk, and smirked. "We'll also sun you where the kick don't shine." He looked up to think over what he just thought, and thought better of that as up was making him dizzy. "Yeah. That's what I mean."
The meek tom stared at the two drunk cats, then over to his boss. "See?" He had already started to move away from all three of them, making up his own mind that they weren't worth it. Any trinkets they did have on them, had probably been spent to obtain booze. They also looked like they could hold their own, even while drunk. The big tom was a f**king wall, and he imagined he had the brute strength to back up his looks. The queen looked sly and agile. Opposite as they were, he pictured their individual strengths covered the others weaknesses and kept them victorious. "We should head to the street over, or raid one of the rich homes. There's bound to be stuff th-" He was cut off by a punch to his face, as the leader of the two lost his cool. "I say what we do and where we go."
Otrox watched the pair with amusement. His head leaned forward and nuzzled the top of Electra's. He breathed in her scent deeply. "Ouch." He giggled when he observed the punch delivered to the outspoken tom. He was still giggling over...what? Otrox couldn't hazard to guess. But not knowing why or what he was giggling about brought on some more giggling. "Come on, Goddess. Let's get you home." He spoke as he began guiding her around the two toms.
His eyes drifted over to Otrox, confident that he could render him unconscious, as he was already a step that way with the scent of alcohol surrounding both of them. With the biggest threat out of the way, his attention would focus back on the queen. And his eyes went back to Electra. He panicked a bit when Otrox started walking around them. "We're taking the queen." She was pretty and would probably get them almost completely out of 'debt', once they presented her and what trinkets they had collected that evening to 'him'. His paws reached out to make a grab for Electra.
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Post by Moonstruck on Nov 5, 2015 19:01:58 GMT -5
Avoidance of violence and confrontation were her normal routes. If there was a confrontation Electra usually used her wit, tried to diffuse a situation or simply disappeared when the attention was somewhere else. The dark queen was good at that. She was small and agile, her grace thanks to years of dancing with the tribe. Her light green eyes had already been flicking around the shadows the small small rational part of her fuzzy mind familiar with this situation. Then Otrox attempted to threaten the two toms and she snorted. That wasn't going to help them and neither was her attempting to not smile at his little blunder. But it was funny.
She winced into Otrox at the punch, instinctively closer to a friendly source of protection. But then his words filtered into her mind and oh she liked the one who got punched solely for wanting to back off and leave them alone! "You should probably listen to him instead of punching him. Got good ideas." She smiled pointing at poor lacky whose face must hurt after that.
Oh thank the bloody heavens for Otrox not wanting a fight. His charm was strong, and well he'd taken some hits already she was reminded as her paw ghosted along Otrox's side - still reassuring herself that he was close. The dark queen smiled up at him and once again reached up onto her toes to kiss his cheek happy with his decision and beyond resisting him calling her 'Goddess'. She liked it and was going to enjoy it now. Easily following his lead as they began to move passed the toms and once again onwards to the Yard. Until the strange tom spoke again. And not the one she liked for wanting to leave. Electra was not drunk enough for the implication of his words to escape her notice, and still being drunk didn't quite have the normal control to her reaction. So her head once again whipped in the direction of the strange toms and this time hissed. Angry and indignant. "You're taking nothing."
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Post by X2 on Mar 4, 2016 14:47:51 GMT -5
The tom who had been unwilling to go after Otrox and Electra sighed to himself when his boss spoke out about taking the queen. He had voiced his opinion, but the other tom was still his direct superior, and wasn't about to go against his wishes. He knew his boss would go after the queen, which left him with the undesirable job of taking on the brick wall. Knowing his ass was about to be handed to him, he pressed the only advantage available to him. Being drunk the two wouldn't be as quick in their reflexes, and he noticed the black tom had a recently patched up injury on his side. He tackled Otrox's side with his claws out.
Otrox had his arm wrapped protectively around Electra, though couldn't say when it seized to be possessive and turned into protective. However, he whipped his head around when Electra did. He wasn't about to take that lying down. At the moment, Electra was his. His date, his friend, whatever they were, but his. Not theirs to do with what they pleased. He bared his teeth, feeling Electra's words were all the words that were needed. But before he could speak or insult or even hiss, he felt a solid mass plow into him taking away some of his breath. He wasn't quick enough to let go of Electra, before he fell down with the attacking tom on top of him. He felt the claws rip into his side, but the pain of it had been dulled by all the alcohol in his system and the adrenaline now pumping through his veins. Roaring in fury, Otrox brought his elbow down on top of the tom's head and then when he was jarred loose by the impact, Otrox brought his strength down upon him. He swatted the tom away like he was a pestering fly.
As soon as his underling had attacked the big tom, he glowered down at Electra. His face was broken out into a sleazy grin. "I like em feisty. Hope you keep that fire for a long time. It'll be more fun that way." When both his underling and Otrox fell down to the ground, he took his opportunity. He made a tightening and threatening grab for Electra with one paw, while his other paw came down upon her, in the hopes of punching her. He wanted to threaten her enough to scare her, but not to any permanent damage.
[[You decide whether he grabbed her and/or punched her. I'm pretty sure I didn't godmod, or did my best to avoid major godmodding.]]
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